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Would you mind turning off the lights so that I can see the light in your soul?

A spark was lit inside my heart; a feeling that made me stroke the edge against the grain of hope that might make our heat collide, and light th..

My heart skips two floors; straight to the throat, when I see you with her. Was she there when you were on your knees, begging [me] for comf..

We stroked and strummed with firebird hands, until the coals began to simmer. When the sliver of need became past tense, we shared a cigarette..

There was a time when the clouds fell and I suffocated in the mystery of their coming and going.

My heart implodes, beating out a letter, demanding my feelings to feel better.

You slithered into my mind and invaded my thoughts, terrorizing the part of me that was pure. You became my dream within a dream, as everythin..

I forgot to smile while I looked in the mirror, scared to break the glass with the friction of my teeth. But, to be honest, I was looking for..

If you ever caught a glimpse of my heart, would you steal it? Like the Mona Lisa; make us a duplicate, so that nobody knew we were real?

I regard you like I must acknowledge the puddle of mud I stepped in while running away. When my heart dries up I cling to your satisfying forgi..